My only real brush with palaeontology happened because our son, James, was a bit dinosaur-crazy for his midd
le childhood years. Those were the days that we ate, slept and breathed dinosaurs; Allosaurus, Brontosaurus, Tyrannosaurus Rex and many more names almost as large as the creatures themselves rolled off his little tongue like nobody’s business. We talked then about visiting the dinosaur museum in Drumheller but just never got there. You will understand better now why today feels like a bit of a pilgrimage for us and the best part was that we got to share the day with our palaeontologically gifted son and his new bride.
The Royal Tyrrell Museum of Palaeontology is one of the best on the planet (Lonely Planet Canada, p. 637) and since so many of the fossils, which are very well-travelled, were found in Alberta they remain here. The museum is home to one of the best archeological dig sites around so the unearthing, constructing and preserving processes are accessible to school groups and the public. I’m glad we dropped in!
After a quick stop at A&W, we sadly parted ways with James and Siobhan as they headed southwest to Calgary and we made our way east toward Saskatchewan. (Thank you for sharing the day with us!) The campsite we found in a tiny town called Kindersley was a Regional one and there seemed to be a lot of labourers staying in 5th wheels and trailers. I had the WC all to myself whereas Gord had to share.
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ther is sunny and warm as we drive to Saskatoon and I thought you might like to see the view out my passenger window. You can likely guess which photo I am refering to. I am amazed at how flat and tree-less the land is but beautiful in its vastness.
The following photo is for my dear quilting buddy Leslie who would appreciate the drool factor of a quality quilt shop; another great thing about Fernie, BC.
